The programmer and his woman

"We're here." Mr. Yao stopped and looked firmly at the slightly old residential building in front of him. There was an unquestionable determination in his voice.

I looked around and found that the atmosphere around me seemed a little unusual. I nervously pulled Mr. Yao's sleeve and asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Yao, why do I feel something is wrong here?"

Mr. Yao looked back at me, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he scanned the surrounding environment, as if he was also looking for something wrong. He asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Do you see anything wrong?"

I pointed to the neatly parked police cars not far ahead and said, "Mr. Yao, look over there, why are there so many police cars parked there?" There was a hint of fear in my voice, and it was obvious that the scene before me made me a little uneasy.

Mr. Yao frowned slightly. He carefully observed the police cars for a while, then said casually, "Oh, you are talking about this. There is nothing strange about this. This community was originally allocated by their unit, so naturally all the people living here are police officers. It is normal to have so many police cars."

After hearing Mr. Yao's explanation, I felt a little less uneasy. But looking at those police cars, I still felt a little scared. I whispered, "Oh, so that's it. I've been afraid of the police since I was a child, and seeing so many police cars makes me nervous."

Mr. Yao smiled and said, "You haven't done anything bad, so why are you afraid? Living here is actually very safe, and it's also close to their police station. It only takes a short walk to the scene every day, how convenient."

At this time, Mr. Yao took out the key from his pocket and opened the door. We pushed the door open and saw that the house was fully equipped, well-organized and full of the breath of life. Mr. Yao also nodded with satisfaction.

Jianguo eagerly pulled my arm, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "This room is really big, Xiao Wang, let's go around and see what's inside." He said as he pulled me around the room. "Hey, there's a TV here. It's showing the World Cup right now. How about watching the game with me tonight?"

I shook my head and smiled in response: "I don't like watching football, you should find someone else to watch it with you."

Jianguo was a little disappointed and shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, it's boring. How can a man not watch football? Well, if you don't want to watch it, I'll watch it myself. Let's go and have a look somewhere else." Jianguo pulled me forward and said, "Hey, there's a refrigerator here." He went to open the refrigerator door and said, "Oh my God, why is it empty? There's nothing in it. Why don't you leave me something to eat?"

I smiled and said, "This house is not occupied, and the food left here would have gone bad a long time ago."

Jianguo nodded. "That's true. Xiao Wang, look, there's air conditioning in the bedroom, so you can have a good sleep at night. Look, there's a water heater in the bathroom, it's so convenient. I haven't taken a shower in almost a year, so I have to take a good shower tonight."

I followed Jianguo around the house and found that the house was indeed very large and spacious. Jianguo suddenly stopped in front of a cabinet, his eyes flashing with greed, and said, "There are so many cabinets in this room, let me open them and see what rare things are inside."

As he spoke, he opened the cabinets one by one. I looked at him nervously, afraid that he would do something out of the ordinary. As I expected, Jianguo quickly found some socks from the cabinet. He said excitedly: "Oh, I really found a treasure! Xiao Wang, can you give me a pair?"

I quickly waved my hands and refused: "I don't want it! Isn't it a bad idea to do this?"

Jianguo said nonchalantly, "Hey, what's wrong with that? He doesn't live here anymore, so he definitely doesn't want these things anymore." He continued to rummage through the cabinet, "Wow! There's even underwear here! Do you want this, Xiao Wang?"

I became even more uneasy after hearing this, and I refused again: "Please don't take my personal belongings. It's so unhygienic!"

Jianguo said nonchalantly: "What? These are new and still unpacked! If you don't want them, they'll all be mine! Oh, there are also women's underwear here, I won't share them with you, I'll keep them for myself, and I don't know if his wife is pretty." As he said that, he continued to search for the "treasures" in the cabinet with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

I felt a little unhappy when I saw this scene. Jianguo's behavior was obviously not right. I decided to stay away from him to avoid being implicated by him. So I said, "You look for it here by yourself. I'll go look somewhere else." After that, I left Jianguo and walked towards General Manager Yao.

When Mr. Yao saw me approaching, he stopped what he was doing, looked up and smiled, "Xiao Wang, I think the things in this room are quite complete. You can see if there is anything else that needs to be bought. Let's go out and buy it now to avoid trouble later."

I looked around, thought about it carefully, and then replied: "Mr. Yao, you seniors all have rich experience in business trips, and I know it's definitely right to follow you. So, if there is anything you need to buy, I will just follow you to choose it."

After listening to this, Mr. Yao nodded and said with satisfaction: "Okay, since you said so, let's go." He waved his hand, signaling us to get ready to set off.

We went to a small supermarket nearby. I walked to the shelf of toiletries as usual and started to choose. Since I usually live frugally, I tried to choose some moderately priced and cost-effective products. However, as soon as I finished choosing, Jianguo came over and looked at the products in my hand with disgust.

"Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you? Are you here to talk about being thrifty? You are so greedy. Take the expensive things. These we bought outside can be reimbursed." Jianguo said in his characteristic frank tone.

I smiled and replied, "Brother Jianguo, I understand what you mean. When you are on a business trip, these things should be enough to meet basic needs. There is no need to pursue too expensive ones. Besides, I am used to being frugal, and it is a bit difficult for me to adapt to the sudden change."

Jianguo shook his head helplessly after hearing this, muttering, "I'm really used to being poor." However, at this moment, I accidentally caught a glimpse of General Manager Yao. He was standing not far away, his face gloomy, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Jianguo's behavior.

From the moment I entered the company, I could sense that Mr. Yao was not satisfied with some of Jianguo's practices. But Mr. Yao was our boss after all, so he did not express it directly, but only occasionally revealed it through some subtle movements and expressions. I think this incident might give Mr. Yao a bad impression of Jianguo. But I had no choice but to pray silently in my heart, hoping that their relationship would not become more tense because of these trivial matters.

The next morning, the four of us walked along the street in the early morning. The breeze was mixed with the faint fragrance of plants and trees, which made people feel a little fresh. At this time, my eyes were attracted by a mobile vendor on the roadside. It was a stall selling buns. On the steaming steamer were placed white and plump big buns, which looked very tempting.

I approached them out of curiosity and asked about the price of the buns. I was surprised by how cheap they were. Not only were the buns big, but they were only a few cents each. I thought that two of these big buns would be enough to fill my stomach, so I decided to give it a try.

"Boss, what's the filling of this bun?" I asked.

The boss of the buns was a kind old lady with white hair. She told me in her not-so-fluent Mandarin that her buns were stuffed with meat.

I was even more excited when I heard that it was stuffed with meat. I didn't expect such cheap buns to be stuffed with meat. The prices here are really surprising. I decisively paid one yuan to buy two buns. I took the buns and couldn't wait to bite them, but I found that this food that looks like a bun is actually a steamed bun! I widened my eyes in astonishment, and my heart was full of doubts.

I angrily questioned the old lady: "This is clearly a steamed bun! Where did the bun come from? How dare you lie to me!"

The old lady smiled at me, looking at me calmly, and explained softly: "It is indeed a bun, young man, don't be impatient, maybe you haven't eaten the filling yet. Take another bite and try it."

I opened my mouth again with doubt and took a big bite. But I still couldn't find any trace of meat filling. My mouth was full of bun skin, and I shouted incoherently: "Where is the filling? Where is it?"

At this moment, I was angry and helpless, secretly cursing this hateful old lady for teasing me like this. I stared at her with wide eyes, expecting her to give me a reasonable explanation.

The old lady leaned forward slightly, squinted her eyes and looked carefully at the bitten bun in my hand, a smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Young man, you have a really big mouth. This bite is already bitten again."

Hearing this, I became even more confused. What was going on with the buns? Could it be that the meat filling inside was so small? With a full heart of suspicion, I stared at the old lady in front of me and asked vaguely, "Are you sure there is meat filling in this bun?"

The old lady seemed to see through my thoughts. She nodded gently and answered firmly: "Of course, the meat filling should be in your mouth. Try chewing it carefully again." After hearing her words, I closed my mouth doubtfully and began to chew the remaining bun in my mouth. As I chewed, I suddenly noticed a different taste. Although the meat filling was pitifully small, there was no doubt that it was indeed the taste of meat. Not only that, its taste was somewhat similar to that of sausages as thick as fingers.

I muttered to myself, and couldn't help spitting out some of the food in my mouth into my palm, and looked down carefully. Hey, what was lying in my hand was actually a small piece of sausage!

I had a complex expression on my face, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time. I stared at the old lady in front of me and asked with a hint of questioning in my tone: "Boss, how can you lie to me? Can this be called minced meat?"

The old lady looked very bewildered and confused. She blinked and then answered slowly, "This is stuffing made of meat. In our small place, we don't have that much money to buy pure meat stuffing. These sausages can be regarded as meat products after all, even though they are not big pieces of fresh meat."

After listening to the old lady's explanation, I felt speechless, but I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I thought, maybe this is the unique flavor of this place. Thinking of this, I sighed softly and turned around to leave.

At this time, Mr. Yao looked at my helpless expression and couldn't help laughing. He came over, patted my shoulder and said, "Come on, let's go. Don't eat this. I'll take you to try the local special breakfast."

I was very happy when I heard this, thinking that the local breakfast that Mr. Yao mentioned must be very good. So we followed him to a very special breakfast shop. I walked closer and found that the shop sold a special delicacy called clay pot soup.

After I sat down, I was looking forward to the unique delicacy being served. Soon, the waiter came over with a plate with several exquisite clay pots on it. I thought that this clay pot soup was indeed as good as its reputation and much better than my steamed buns!

I couldn't wait to open the lid, and a burst of hot air accompanied by fragrance hit my face, which instantly refreshed me. I picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew away the hot air gently, and then drank it in one gulp.

However, after taking a sip of the soup, my expression froze instantly. The salty and fresh taste I had expected did not appear, but instead a strong sweet taste filled my mouth, which caught me off guard. I stared at the pork rib soup in my hand with wide eyes, and I couldn't believe my taste buds.

I turned around and looked at Mr. Yao in confusion. He looked at me with a playful smile on his face, as if to say, "See, I knew you would react like this." He said slowly, "Yes, this soup is sweet. Oh, is it because you northerners can't get used to it? Do you want me to change it for you?"

I was stunned for a moment, then waved my hand and said, "Forget it, it's a waste if I don't eat such a good thing." Although I was a little reluctant, I didn't want Mr. Yao to think I was picky. So I gritted my teeth and continued to taste this pot of pork rib soup.

The sweetness and greasiness of the soup made it difficult for me to adapt. I tried to chew the ribs a few more times, hoping to neutralize the taste. However, the moment I bit off the ribs, I found that the ribs were sweeter than the soup. This sweet feeling was a bit unbearable for me, but I still gritted my teeth and ate all the ribs.

After finishing the meal, I put down my chopsticks and sighed deeply. Although this breakfast was a little unexpected, it also gave me a different taste. I looked up at Mr. Yao, who was smiling at me, as if to say, "Look, you still ate it." I smiled helplessly, but I was thinking in my heart: How can they eat such sweet things in the early morning?

I shifted my gaze slightly and caught a glimpse of Jianguo beside me. He was not much better than me. Jianguo and I looked at each other and smiled, with a hint of helplessness in our eyes.